Cadmus gave a small grunt when Aidan hugged him and shifted awkwardly to try and detach the boy from him. "Hello, Aidan." Though he'd never met the kid before, he'd caught glimpses, and Nadia had told him enough about her brother to recognize him. Besides, this kid looked like Nadia.
"Your sister sent me to find you. She's been worried." Gripping the boy's shoulders, he drew back from him and held him from him at arm's length, then glanced over to where Avery was. "And that must be Avery."
Avery could have wept with relief, but instead he opted to maintain a cool, elegant composure. "You're correct--now can we please go home? I smell awful and my hair's an utter wreck! And they stole my hairpiece! Stole it! Can you believe that? And I'm just so famished I don't think I can--"
He froze, suddenly aware of the stone's weight in his hand, and the squealing, struggling rabbit, though it was thrashing less than before, having exhausted itself. With a horrified sound at what he and Aidan had nearly done, he tossed the rock away and recoiled at the sight. "Ah! And can you please do something about that? We caught it but we couldn't...we just...it's so terrible and--"
Cadmus stared down at the rabbit, then looked from Avery to Aidan and let out a low, quiet sigh. Pushing away from Aidan, he strode over to the rabbit, knelt, and with one hand gripping its ears and the other its legs, gave it a sudden, hard jerk.
There was a sharp snap and the rabbit went still. Avery's hands flew up to his mouth in horror and he felt bile rise in his throat as his stomach twisted sickly. Unfazed, Cadmus pulled the limp body free of the snare and held the rabbit up by its legs. "There."